First off Joseph never really smiles for the camera and for him to catch this real (and I will add sweet) smile was pretty darn good skills.


Hope your Easter was just perfect like mine.
It's Christmas time again. The tree is up, the gifts are almost all taken care of. I am eating so much junk and getting away with it by calling it Christmas time food. Life is great!! I have been packing all day because today my little family will be going on another trip to GA. I am looking forward to spending Christmas with our family. Showing Joseph off to grandparents and letting him meet his aunt Alison for the first time. I am not however looking forward to how we will make it there. Joseph has never cared much for his car seat and hates the car more than that. He used to cry the entire time while we drove anywhere. He has gotten much better, however he still has his moments. I am not sure how he will react to not getting out of the car after 30 minutes.
I posted some of my ornaments. I finally got one for Joseph. I have bells on my Christmas tree that Joseph loves to play with. I thought it was a perfect fit when I found a baby made out of a bell. The bell is baby blue but you really cannot tell from the picture.
Now that I am a mother I think I can truly appreciate Mary. I always knew she was special because our Heavenly Father picked her to be the mother of Jesus Christ.
She must have been very patient and able to endure well, in order to travel while being 9 months pregnant.
She must have had no pride when she lay the Savior of the world in a manger instead of a cradle.
She must have been giving in order to share such an amazing moment with complete strangers who arrived shortly after to admire the baby.
She must have been willing to learn from her child, because Jesus was the greatest teacher of all time.
What trust and love she must have had in God, to know that he placed this baby in her arms because she would be the only one, able to raise the greatest King who ever entered this world.
I pray that I may be that kind of mother while I hold my son in my arms this Christmas.